Rampaging Through the Heavens: Starting by sending Chan Ho-nam to Stanley

Chapter 187 Varak

Ed added from the side.

"Because of this, I have already hired a professional exorcist."

He looked at Maurice.

"I don't know the way, so I'll have to trouble you to pick him up from the airport."

Morris paused for a moment, then immediately nodded.

"No problem, leave it to me."

three days later.

London Heathrow Airport.

The terminal was bustling with people, passengers with suitcases hurried by, and flight information was constantly being broadcast over the loudspeakers.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, airplanes take off and land one after another.

Morris stood at the exit, holding up a sign.

The sign reads: Chen Yuan.

His gaze swept across the crowd.

Ed had told him that he was to be taking in a young, charismatic, Asian priest.

Young, handsome, Asian.

These three conditions are easy to identify.

But he waited for almost twenty minutes and still didn't see anyone who met the criteria.

Just as he began to doubt whether he had stood at the wrong exit, someone walked towards him.

very young.

Very handsome.

Asian.

All three conditions are met.

but...

Morris's gaze fell on the man's chest.

There was a large gold chain hanging there.

Golden and rough, it glittered under the airport lights.

Morris paused for a moment.

He looked at the big gold chain, then at the young face.

By any measure, he has nothing to do with "priest".

"Are you Maurice?"

The man spoke, his voice lazy.

Morris snapped out of his daze and nodded quickly.

"Yes, I am Maurice. Father Chen?"

"Um."

Chen Yuan nodded and pushed the suitcase in his hand in front of him.

Morris instinctively took the box.

"Where's the car?"

"Outside, outside."

Morris led Chen Yuan outside.

His mouth never stopped the whole way.

"Father Chen, let me tell you, this case is extremely complicated."

"That little girl, Jenny, is possessed by an old man named Bill."

"That old man lived in that house before he died, and he died on that sofa..."

'

He dumped all the information he had gathered over the past few days out in one go.

"We have obtained a lot of evidence, including photos, audio recordings, and video recordings."

"That little girl was lifted up, bitten, and teleported."

"And that tooth mark, missing two teeth, which fits perfectly into Bill's teeth..."

"Chen Yuan, listen up."

I kept listening.

But he didn't say anything.

He would only occasionally hum in agreement to show that he was listening.

Morris began to have doubts.

The words "priest" and "Asian" are not commonly used together.

The young man in front of me looked to be in his early twenties. He was wearing a thick gold chain, jeans, and a T-shirt, and didn't look like someone who worked in this line of work at all.

Could it be a scam?

But he quickly suppressed the thought.

Ed personally invited this person, so he should be reliable... right?

The car drove all the way to the suburbs.

Enfield is a town north of London, about an hour's drive away.

Morris was still talking.

He talked about Peggy's family situation, Jenny's symptoms, and the ghost named Bill.

Chen Yuan simply listened.

I glance out the window occasionally.

Morris felt increasingly uncertain.

Is this priest any good or not?

An hour later, the car stopped in front of Peggy's house.

Chen Yuan pushed open the car door and got out.

He stood at the doorway and looked up at the house.

Red brick exterior walls, black window frames, and curtains drawn on the second-floor windows.

It's just an ordinary old house.

Morris followed, carrying his suitcase.

"Father Chen, would you like to rest for a bit? Or perhaps get something to eat?"

"Need not."

Chen Yuan shook his head.

"Let's go in and take a look."

He pushed open the door and went inside.

Morris paused for a moment, then quickly followed.

Peggy's family was all in the living room.

Jenny sat in the corner, pale-faced and with vacant eyes.

Ed and Rowling were also there, and they both stood up when they saw Chen Yuan come in.

"Father Chen!"

Ed's voice was filled with surprise.

Chen Yuanchao nodded to him.

Then his gaze fell on the single sofa.

In the corner, the sofa stood quietly.

Chen Yuan walked over and stood in front of the sofa.

He stared at the sofa for a few seconds.

Then he spoke.

"come out."

The sound wasn't loud, but it was very clear.

The room was silent for a second.

Then, the sofa started to shake.

Gently, slowly, sway up and down.

It's like someone is sitting on it.

An unseen person.

Peggy's family huddled together in fear.

Ed and Rowling turned pale.

Morris's legs went weak.

Chen Yuan remained standing in front of the sofa, his expression calm.

He repeated it again.

"come out."

The sofa shook even more violently.

Then, a voice rang out.

The voice was hoarse and sinister, as if it came from a grave.

"Who are you?"

Chen Yuan did not answer.

He simply had one hand in his pocket and the other hand reaching out from his waist to pull something out.

A small bottle.

Holy water.

He unscrewed the bottle cap.

The voice immediately changed tone.

"What...what are you going to do?!"

Chen Yuan poured the holy water onto the sofa.

"ah!!!"

A heart-wrenching scream.

A puff of white smoke rose from the sofa.

A figure emerged from the sofa.

He was an old man.

A gaunt, grayish-white face covered in wrinkles.

He was wearing old clothes, his back was hunched, and his eyes were filled with fear and anger.

Bill Wilkins.

"you-!!"

He screamed.

"Who are you?!"

Chen Yuan looked at him.

"Chen Yuan".

Bill was stunned.

"What?"

"My name."

Chen Yuan put the holy water bottle away.

"Now, answer a few questions for me."

Bill opened his mouth as if to say something, but nothing came out.

Chen Yuan looked at him.

"You are not the owner of this house."

Bill's expression changed.

"How...how did you know?"

"You're just a pathetic wretch being used."

Chen Yuan's voice was calm.

"The real mastermind is not you."

Bill's body began to tremble.

"I...I don't know what you're talking about..."

"Valak".

Chen Yuan said the name.

Bill's face instantly contorted with terror.

"How...how did you know..."

Chen Yuan did not answer.

He turned around and looked in the direction of Ermiao.

There, the door to Ichiraku's room was closed.

Jenny's room.

"He lured there."

Chen Yuan said.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a loud bang came from Ermiao.

"Bang!"

The entire house was shaken.

Everyone was so frightened that they lay prone on the ground.

Only Chen Yuan was standing.

He slowly walked up the stairs.

Step by step.

Every step was steady.

Walk to the second gate and push open the door.

The room was dark.

Only one bedside lamp was lit, emitting a dim, yellowish light.

Jenny stood by the window, her back to the door.

Beside her, another figure stood.

A black nun's habit, with a black and white striped scarf covering her head, revealing only her face.

The clothes were old-fashioned, like something from the Shang Le Century era. The collar was very tight, and the cuffs hung down, covering the hands.

She just stood there, motionless.

Like a sculpture.